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I have two days in which to earn nearly thirty shillings—that is with no dinners, and get a situation. Water sprung from the corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic fountain. He’s dead. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. And, turning at the touch, he perceived Sheppard's glance fixed meaningly upon him.
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